#divinedevourer

Mropheus has been keeping watch on Vanth's recovery. He was ordered to watch the vessel's every move. Where ever Vanth went, Morpheus followed within the shadows and dark corners.

Quite frankly, this was taking too long. Keeping distance and not making his presence known. He didn't have to worry about this with Silas. Vanth was different though and Sebastian knew he had to be extra careful if he wants to keep the guy for himself.

He can't afford to lose valuable treasure.

A week has passed on by and this time, Morpheus reveals himself from his spot. His tail wags twice and one ear perks forward to listen to Vanth should he say anything.

There was no way in hell, Klaus was going to let Aurelius get there first. If he can't actually stop Aurelius from going after Sebastian and ending up injured or worse with just words alone, then Klaus is going to do what Aurelius had in store for Sebastian FIRST.

Sebastian knew that Aurelius was searching for him, and while he isn't a being to stay hidden, he, unlike Klaus was still recovering.

He was on the downlow.

What he didn't know was that Klaus was searching for him, too. And what he didn't know was that Klaus was closing in on his location.

Believe it or not, Klaus was going let Sebastian live. It was why Sebastian was able to escape with barely his life clinging to him. Klaus was going to give him a third chance in hopes that THAT close call would have been a message enough to leave him and Aurelius alone.

It probably wasn't enough, but a seraph can hope, right? When he was sure Aurelius wouldn't leave it be and he was going to seek Sebastian out---well...Klaus couldn't have that happening.

"Ah," sebastian releases a breathy chuckle when the presence of heavenly divine assaults his senses. "So you've come to finish the job. You do not have the decencyto even meet me at the isle, this time."

No matter...

He's surprised that it's Klaus returning, instead of his soul mate. Regardless, unlike Aurelius, Sebastian knows just how capable Klaus is in getting his hands stained with blood. It was why he would have made a perfect fallen angel.

Such a shame really.

"I trust that Aurelius can handle himself, but I'd rather he stayed away from you. I trust that you understand." It isn't a surprise to see Sebastian nodding. There IS a look of understanding when Klaus looks at him.

"But you also understand that I will not be holding back, myself."

And it doesn't take long for a fight to break out between the two.

Sebastian puts up a tough fight even at the level he is currently in no thanks to the Stars and the lack of the sky strewn isles power in returning his temporarily.

In the end though after a long battle...

Sebastian is on his knees, blood trickles down from his lips and one hand rests over the blade that penetrated him through the heart. He's hunched over Uriel and the sword rings a humming noise as demon blood drenches it.

Sebastian will just come back over and over again. but I'll do whatever it takes to make sure he stays away. Even if that means killing him over and over again.

Sebastian laughs weakly, blood coughed up and spat onto the ground beneath him.

"And all this for an angel that only worships the ground you walk on because of what you are and not who you are. You truly are a fool to love a monster like him. And that is coming from me."

It didn't matter though. Nothing Sebastian said was anything new. These were things already spoken and thought of. "Good night, Sebastian."

His breath catches in his throat, confused.

The next moment, he watches the youth below him round a corner, cut off a man trying to circle around him by grabbing his shoulder, and raise his other hand to attack—

Aurelius is behind him in seconds, catching the offending wrist as he turns the figure to face him.

"Riel—"

His words die down at the sight of ruby-red eyes. Behind him, the freed victim gives a stammering whimper before running off to safety.

There's a noise that makes Hanabi uneasy. She's holed up somewhere, hiding from an earlier group of those glitches. That's what people are calling them, right? They remind her of zombies from a few of the movies she's seen back at home, like Train To Daegu.

It seemed like everything had finally settled down. Vanth had been returned home, and Sebastian was recovering from his own death. Now, Silas and Vanth finally had a moment together. Not that the vampire knew what they were going to discuss.

Admittedly, Silas had things to say, but was unsure of how to speak them outloud. So instead, he put his focus into his chores and doting on Vanth's well-being first. "Sit still. You have knots in your hair. Squirming will only make it hurt."

Vanth, the Jack of Diamonds!

teeechnically i'm supposed to tint/try to color the character to the suit, but... a yellow tint wasnt playing very nicely also it would ruin how green this guy is. just the way you like it.

100pc (game file size) here:

"What?"

He knows what. It's hard to ignore the nagging voice. Damn, he only heard from the bastard demon once and it was because of some seat at a theater since their arrival here, and now they're yapping away because of this guy.

"There's something on your face."

She's doing her best not to laugh, but it makes her face scrunch up weird: an expression like a wrung out washcloth, her hand fishing around in her pocket for some tissues -- she's got them, she knows it, she knows she can hand something to this guy.

"Are you a messy eater? Sure looks that way."

She smacks the papers into the other's hand, sighing tiredly; even when her siblings aren't there, she's out here, acting like they are. What a useless bit, but at least she gets some entertainment from it all.